Utah's second chapter is just as good as the first. The state keeps revealing new layers — hidden slot canyons, remote campgrounds, and viewpoints that aren't on any tourist map. The best ones never are.

Zion is one of those places that photos simply cannot do justice. The scale of the canyon walls, the color of the Navajo sandstone, the sound of the Virgin River — you have to be there. We were there. We'll be back.

Bryce Canyon's hoodoos look like something out of a fantasy novel. Thousands of orange and red spires rising from the canyon floor, lit up at sunrise in colors that shift by the minute. We set alarms. It was worth it.